Sy Safransky
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
And Then, Forever
“Well, is the house still there?” she asks in the morning, rubbing sleep from her eyes. Yes, I think, it’s there: the universe holds together. This morning, as every morning: the house, the street outside, the house across the street: their lives, our lives. What more assurance, what greater truth, can we ask for?
July 1974
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Sy’s New York Diary
The city so easy, after all, alive for me like some lover never truly left behind, never truly known: the perfumes, the hidden places, the exquisite fears and sweet temptations of the night.
June 1974
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Sweet Suicide
Confuse love and romance too long and you end up a suicide. Aloneness is the final, undeniable reality of life.
June 1974
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